you I'll never let you out of sight I need you through the day and night, baby Always there to see me through Darlin' don't you know I'm hooked on you
I would be (yeah) So addicted to you (come on) On top, underneath, on the side of you Better yet baby, inside of you (feel me?) Love the way you juice
inni mala We getting Arab money We getting Arab money Now there ain't no way that you can kill a beast dead I got Middle East women and Middle East bread
ain't gonna sweat you other places you be Who you run with who you having fun with That's how it is when you got a down little chick on ya team You
's all done Corn on the cob, mc's it ain't all fun You might flow to sick 'cause it really quickest But you stay booked forever 'cause you don't know
me.. call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me .. all you gotta do is call me call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me [Chorus] Now you can
mornin' and I feel like I don't wanna be livin', better off dead without no bread. Have you ever felt that feelin'? Unsatisfied, feelin' like you wanna die when you
of the gangsta shit's finest Since 1987, Mr. Scarface Gosh, I'ma stop you at the moment of truth The last man standin, now what you wanna do [HOOK:] So you
of the gangsta shit's finest Since 1987, Mr. Scarface Gosh, I'ma stop you at the moment of truth The last man standin, now what you wanna do HOOK: So you
stains with that choppa in it Look like my porshe be shopping it got new shoes on it almost Look good as I do with all my jewels on choppa cost 100 dollaz
time I deposit Tell the young boys it ain't really nothin', it's lojik Stack whatever you get, don't spend, you got it On top of that stay consistent
show you where the pot is Cherry M3s with the top back Red and green G's all on my hat North Beach leathers, matchin' Gucci sweater Gucci sneaks on to
and go Im the highlight, like when markers glow ooo look what you created, only got yourself the blame, I remember when you hated, ooo Now you tell
shooting star but my feet still on the ground and when you flying high they wanna shoot you down Hook I'm like a jet airplane, way too high to hear you throwing salt on
or you might regret I guess they didn't get the memo or the leaflet You know if you was harder than me then you'd be led And if you had more street cred then you
Cause I?m on, wipe me down) Man you'll all over this, you know what is (?Cause I?m on, wipe me down) (?Cause I?m on, wipe me down) We still on (?Cause
with out my nine You know I got my nine Think twice 'fore you cross that line You needed must've lost your mind Thinking you can off my shine I don't know 'bout you
my guns you need wet and karma bombs You got chubby? I got chubby too Me starve in the park, nigga you on ComicView You funny, I flood the area tsunami
